We leave today for Europe. For the past two weeks I have walked around with lists of things I need to get done to get ready to be gone for eight days. I love lists, they make it so I do not have to keep everything in my head and I find a deep sense of satisfaction in completing them and throwing them away.
There is a certain irony in having to work so hard for rest. I have literally been going from early in the morning till late at night; getting things packed for us, the house ready, everything ready for the business and work and of course making arrangements for the dogs care and getting them ready too. I know when we return I will then have "catching up" to do, with the things no one else takes care of for you that will require extra effort and energy. So really, how restful is a vacation?
I think what I am looking forward to is the vacate part of vacation, a chance to just be away from all of the stuff of life. As much as I love my life I am ready to enjoy some new places and see another world with my husband. I hope we allow ourselves to really be there and not think or talk too much about what we are leaving behind.
Au revoir.
1 comment:
Vacations are NEVER restful, but how wonderful to explore new places! I always come back from a far-away trip exhausted but so glad to have taken part in another place on this earth. Not to sound too hippie-dippy, but it sometimes feels like a form of communion to walk among a different part of creation. I hope you guys have a wonderful time and drink lots of PGTips with scones, plus all the amazing food in Paris. Oh my. Post lots of pics when you get back.
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